[Another scoff, because he wouldn't be working Seto over if he hadn't already decided on what he wants. He wants to take Seto apart with his hands and teeth and lips, to watch that composure degenerate from a more intimate angle, and now more than ever, he wants this proud (arrogant) dragon (brat) to heel to him, and then he wants to dry off and stumble his way back to his room and drop into bed with that thoroughly satisfying memory lulling him into slumber.
To that end, he releases Seto's neck to catch him by the wrist, using it to tug Seto toward his lap. A much more comfortable position than what they're currently in.]
I'm already doing what I want, and I won't be the one sore by the end of it.
[Seto sure did poke the bear, and now it's reaching for his throat with teeth bared.]
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To that end, he releases Seto's neck to catch him by the wrist, using it to tug Seto toward his lap. A much more comfortable position than what they're currently in.]
I'm already doing what I want, and I won't be the one sore by the end of it.
[Seto sure did poke the bear, and now it's reaching for his throat with teeth bared.]